Satellite Town - Scars on 45

Flashes of lightning, buckets of rain

Hitting down hard upon the back lane

Everyday seasons in a satellite town

Remembering stories of summer long weeks

Hourlong kisses on the back seat

Everyday dreaming in a satellite town

What can we become

If we never want to change

Cause I’ll pretend that I’m a winner

I’m a loser that can lie

And how I wish I was a fighter

But I’ve been running for the whole of my life

I wanna be a free spirit

But I need somewhere I belong

How can something that feels so right

Make me feel so wrong?

Oh, how could I be so wrong?

We live for the weekend, rewind and repeat

Stumbling home along the backstreets

Everyday dealings in a satellite town

Well, our heads are full of these stupid ideas

Still thinking we’re living through our college years

It’s an everyday feeling in a satellite town

Cause I’ll pretend that I’m a winner

But I’m a loser that can lie

How I wish I was a fighter

But I’ve been running for the whole of my life

I wanna be a free spirit

But I need somewhere I belong

How can something that feels so right

Make me feel so wrong?

Oh, how could I be so wrong?

Oh, how I could I be so wrong?

What can we become

If we never want to change

I’ve let my colours run

And I’ve let my colours fade

Cause I’ll pretend that I’m a winner

But I’m a loser that can lie

How I wish I was a fighter

But I’ve been running for the whole of my life

I wanna be a free spirit

But I need somewhere I belong

How can something that feels so right

Make me feel so wrong?

Oh, how could I be so wrong?

Oh, how I could I be so wrong?

Oh, how I could I be so wrong?